YOU SEE, MY DAD'S A SURGEON

AND WAS DUE TO PERFORM THE OPERATION,

BUT YOU KNOCKED HIM OUT WHEN YOU BURST THROUGH THAT DOOR.

[ MOANS ]

IT WOULD BE REALLY HELPFUL IF --

SAY NO MORE, MY FRIEND!

WE'LL PERFORM THE OPERATION, AND WE'LL SAVE YOUR MOTHER!

NO, I MEANT, YOU COULD JUST GO DOWN THE CORRIDOR

AND FIND ANOTHER SURGEON THAT WOULD --

[ MUFFLED TALKING ] SERIOUSLY!

THERE'S MEDICALLY QUALIFIED PROFESSIONALS ALL OV --

Both: SHH!

IT'S OKAY.

WE'VE GOT THIS.

AAH!!

[ CHUCKLES ] SORRY, UNCLE PHIL.

[ EXHALES DEEPLY ] OKAY...FLATULUM TRANSPLANT.

ANY IDEAS?

TRY THIS -- "ELMORE BIOLOGY."

AH, BALLOONS.

THERE! FLATULUM TRANSPLANT.

OKAY. OHH, NOT OKAY.

LOOK TO YOUR LEFT. THERE SHOULD BE A GLAND.

MM, NO.

OKAY... LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT.

NNNOPE. WHAT CAN YOU SEE?

NOTHING. THIS GUY'S FULL OF AIR.

LET ME LOOK.

[ CREAK ]

[ Echoing ] OH, YOU'RE RIGHT.

ALL HIS ORGANS ARE MADE OF AIR.

JUST GRAB ANYTHING,

IT WILL PROBABLY BE THE FLATULUM.

[ CREAKING ]

[ PONG! ]

[ HEART BEATING ] UHHHHH...NO.

[ PONG, CREAKING! ]

IT'S ALL INVISIBLE!

HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO THIS OPERA--

[ PONG, DEFLATING! ]

AAH! HE'S GUSHING AIR EVERYWHERE!

[ BOTH SCREAMING ]

[ MONITOR FLATLINING ]

HERE, GRAB THE FLATULUM!

DONE!

[ SPLAT! ] AAH!

QUICK! WE'RE LOSING HIM!

GIVE HIM C.P.R.!

[ FARTING NOISES! ]

IT'S NOT WORKING!

THEN TRY SOMETHING ELSE!

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!

I THINK THE ANESTHETIC'S WORN OFF.

HOW CAN YOU TELL?

MY INSIDES ARE POURING OUT!!

WHAT DO WE DO?! WHAT DO WE DO?!

AAH!!

[ PONG!, SCREAMING STOPS ]

OKAY, NOW LOOK FOR HIS FLATULUM.

[ SQUISH! ] AAH! FOUND IT.